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September 19, 2007

David: Meet The Parents

The sand exploding at my feet prompted me to reverse direction and run the other way. Who was shooting, or why, I had no idea. The last thing I had understood in the past couple of days was that my daughter’s fiancé’s father was completely insane. And, apparently, trying to get me killed.

He claimed to be a rogue CIA agent, working some big deal that he had to settle before the wedding. More likely, we’d never live to see the wedding, the way things were going.

From his hiding place behind the car, he shouted useless advice at me.

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Too obscure?

Posted by: David at September 19, 2007 11:10 PM · Permalink